[B]Name:[/B] Victoria Tamarind "Veti" Blasko

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[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Age[/B]: 26 

[B]Creature Type[/B]: Werewolf

[B]Appearance:[/B] Veti stands about 6' tall, and is very muscular, with long, straight blood-red hair and sapphire blue eyes. The woman has a body made for high quality leather, which she wears liberally (or provocatively liberally when she's out clubbing - or at the very least, when she [i]did[/i] go out, prior to this last assignment for Bain & Hoyle). Veti has many tattoos that include sleeves down both arms (shoulder to wrist) with a Japanese-style koi on the left, and a tiger on the right; a serpent with its head coiled over her heart, it's body wrapped around her neck and slithering down her back, and the great tree Yggdrasil, twining from her ankle all the way to her hip.

[B]Skillset:[/B] Veti is quite brilliant, a member of Mensa and a sought-after researcher as an acknowledged expert in occult antiquities. In short, she is a detective, fluent in modern French, ancient Norse and Japanese. As a werewolf, she has extremely heightened senses and, even in her human form, possesses supernatural reflexes, speed, strength and endurance, as well as the ability to heal from even the most egregious wounds almost instantly - well, except for anything silver through the heart. That, most unfortunately, will kill her outright.

Oh, and Veti has a serious "thing" for firearms. A huge "thing." The bigger the caliber the better, and her Desert Eagle .50 AE is a self-described "extension of her soul," and usually holstered at her leg, or at her shoulder. Her other baby is a Barret M107 .50 cal sniper rifle, along with various other much-loved bits of weaponry she keeps tucked away for use.

[b]Background:[/b] Veti had a fairly normal childhood, despite the fact she was acknowledged to be anything but normal at a very young age. She grew up in Lake Placid, NY, her mother a middle school teacher and her father a retired professional wrestler-turned-successful-true-crime-novelist. After graduating high school at 13, Veti managed to obtain both her Anthropology doctorates (specializing in Viking/Norse archaeology in both North America and Europe, and Japanese folklore) by the time she was 18. 

Obviously something of a prodigy, Veti was recruited to Bain & Hoyle's at 19 after she was turned, honing her natural research and detective skills to a razor's edge, and has been with the company ever since. Veti is also a 'lone wolf,' rejected from adoption by any of the twelve remaining packs of the worldwide werewolf governing body, the Lupus Naturae, because of the method by which she was turned. Neither bitten nor born a wolf, she was 'created' during a never-to-be-repeated act of transmutation and sex magicks with the man who became her on-again-off-again lover for the next several years, the hereditary warlock Thad (or rather "Max" as he first introduced himself, using his shape-shifting abilities to create a form he thought most appealing to Veti at the time - and then subsequently finding himself stuck inside until the moment of his death).

Veti currently lives in a 2-bedroom studio loft in Boston with her best friend, the vampiress Siya, who she loves as dearly as the sister she never had. Veti carries some regret for the unlife her dear friend possesses now. No, not because she wishes she hadn't blown that predatory blood-sucker's head off when she saw him murder the young girl Siya had been - far, far from it and the vampiric Court of Cain could get bent for all she gave a good damn. Rather, because she hadn't been quick enough with the .50 cal bullet that turned his head to a crimson pulpy spray against the night club's dumpster, to keep the beautiful young girl from an unliving existence she despised.

Veti has... Well, she's [i]changed[/i] since returning from their last assignment, far quieter, foregoing all the drinking and fighting, partying and screwing that marked most of her world until Thad died, sacrificing himself to enter death itself and face the soul of one of their greatest foes to date. She has apparently, however, found strange companionship in the presence of the Reaper, Daisy, who says very little but remains near omnipresent whenever she's not taking care of her own deathly duties. Though they never speak a word of what happened when he died, or how Thad's promised return to the world of the living never materialized, Veti still finds even the mere presence of the Reaper - the last being to see her lover 'alive' - somehow strangely comforting.